I feel real bad for slappin' that ass,But you've got me harder than chinese math,And you're givin' me that backstage pass,I'm gunna take the booty and just put it in a glass,Round, shiny, hell of a hiney,Stand next to it, i can't feel tiny,Don't mean to feel wired, like a bitch on her rag,But the booty's my maxi-pad.

I'm just a man with manly needs,I drink lots of beer and smoke lots of weed,I follow that ass like a bloodhound on speed, indeed!Truly my friend, i'm sorry that's how i feel,Every achilles has a heal,You got me more boney than ally mcbeal, for real!

Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast,Booties for breakfast.

Here we go.

Maybe like, "one time i saw..."Wait, play it again.It's like, "one time i saw this booty..."